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OmniPod Goddammit

Had the last pod in my box fail tonight while I was changing out my expired pod. I have five pods in the mail to replace the 5 that have already failed. According to the woman on the phone (I was stunned that Insulet has 24/7 support. That part is nice, at least), those are […]

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Death By Pizza

Insulin pumps are really awesome when they work. They aren’t so cool when they don’t work. Since getting the new pump, I’ve been able to eat more than 2 pieces of pizza at a go, which is pretty awesome. Longtime readers may remember that pizza has pretty much been my death food since I got

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Doc Says…

Man, I’m an overanxious freak every time I’m due for a doctor’s appointment. Turns out I have not, in fact, gained any weight since starting the pump. In fact, I’ve lost two pounds. And my a1c is 6.1, which she says is a pretty incredible a1c for somebody who just started on a pump (for

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Pump Weight

I go in to see my endo on Tuesday. It also so happens that the last couple of days, I’ve noticed that the dreaded pump weight seems to have caught up with me. I’d actually thought I’d avoided this, as it appears to me that I’m using *less* insulin than I did before I switched

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Magic Number

I wanted to start a training program that required me to be able to jog for 20 minutes in order to start with it, so tonight I figured I’d see about where my jogging ability was. The days of the 3 mile night run in Chicago were never picked up after I got sick, so

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Workadoo

Work weeks when I have big projects due tend to be kind of crappy weeks, yo. I missed both of my workday workouts because of work meetings and was hopped up on too much diet Coke, which meant I was far more jumpy and anxious than usual. Which means I’m not sleeping well. And I’ve

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Occlusion

The pod started beeping at me at 1:40am, which wasn’t so bad because I was up anyway due to my 1:30 am sugar check and the fucking assholes downstairs with their yappy dog and loud college friends whose Friday and Saturday night parties seem to be carrying over into Sunday nights. This used to be

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